Chapter 591

"I'm moving to the next step!"

A flash of white light, and the Ice Moon Sprite appeared.

The Ice Moon Sprite looked at Su Yang with concern, and under Liu Mengyun's command, poured icy energy into his body.

The Ice Moon Sprite still lacked the power to completely dispel the fire poison.

But it could still force the fire poison away from a certain part of Su Yang's body.

Relying on the Ice Moon Sprite's ability, Su Yang began to heal.

From his limbs, then his head, then his torso,

After four days, Su Yang barely regained his human form.

Wearing shorts, he stood before the mirror, staring at himself.

The man in the mirror was grotesque, his eyes bloodshot, glowing a deep red.

No hair, no eyebrows, no eyelashes.

His entire body was covered in scars left by burns.

He looked as if he had just crawled out of hell's molten lava.

His body's certain areas occasionally sent out sharp waves of pain.

Along with the pain, those spots emitted the scent of roasted meat, then his body continued healing.

Su Yang still found this intense pain hard to tolerate.

He couldn't tolerate it!

It was as if someone kept pressing a red-hot iron onto him at random moments.

Liu Mengyun's treatment method was a classic combat healing technique—treating symptoms, not the root cause.

No regard for appearance, purely practical.

She turned the battlefield between the Flame Spirit's poison and Su Yang's body's healing ability into his very skin!

To maximize the recovery of his muscle tissue and bodily functions, restoring his combat capability.

Su Yang had no objections to this.

Liu Mengyun had done her best.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

His vocal cords were damaged; Su Yang's voice was hoarse.

Yesterday, after Su Yang recovered, Peng Xiangming led the main force to relocate to the western Xicheng warehouse.

Liu Mengyun carried a pile of white cloth strips, then shut the door behind her.

"Major!"

Lately, Liu Mengyun spoke in a soft, hushed tone.

"What is it?"

"I heard you're still planning to go after the Shoushen Sect."

"My mood… is terrible!"

Liu Mengyun glanced at Su Yang once, then didn't want to look a second time!

She fully understood how Su Yang felt right now.

If she looked like this, she'd probably want to die.

Su Yang hasn't thrown a tantrum… that's already impressive!

"I'm sorry!"

"Sorry for what?"

Su Yang turned his head, puzzled, toward Liu Mengyun.

"It's my fault—I lack the ability!"

Liu Mengyun's voice carried a rare tremor of tears.

"This is already good enough—you did your best!" Su Yang shook his head, sat on the bed, and forced a grim smile from his face, "It's just… really ugly!"

"Before, I was adored by countless young girls in the southwest… now this appearance? It'll scare them into tears. If no one fixes me, I'll be single for life!"

Su Yang was just trying to lighten the mood.

Hearing Su Yang's words, Liu Mengyun gathered her courage and met his eyes directly.

This was the Major she knew!

"Major, you'll get better!"

"Mm." Su Yang glanced at the cloth strips in her hands. "What are those for?"

"You're going out, aren't you? These strips can wrap you up!" Liu Mengyun whispered. "You look… frightening right now."

Su Yang looked at himself in the mirror and agreed.

Lying on the bed, Liu Mengyun wound the cloth strips around Su Yang's body, layer by layer.

Su Yang had grown very accustomed to Liu Mengyun.

He didn't feel embarrassed.

Liu Mengyun had already seen him naked!

After Liu Mengyun had fully wrapped Su Yang like a mummy, he noticed a problem.

"How do I use the toilet?"

"I made openings!"

In Liu Mengyun's hand appeared a pair of scissors.

Su Yang's whole body turned cold, and he snatched the scissors from its hand.

"Let me do it!"

"Yes!"

After cutting two holes, Su Yang saw the neatly folded military uniform beside the bed.

Southwest Emergency Team uniform, junior colonel rank.

This uniform was not his.

His space pouch had been destroyed in his battle with Ning Jiancheng.

The uniform carried a faint woman's fragrance.

This scent, Su Yang knew all too well.

Putting on the uniform, Su Yang opened the door—and as he opened it,

he drew a deep breath of fresh air.

First time suffering life-threatening danger.

First time suffering heavy injuries.

After barely recovering, Su Yang felt as if reborn.

He gazed northward, and the three words "Shoushen Sect" crawled out of his throat.

"Junior Colonel, shall we take a walk?"

Liu Mengyun extended her hand to support Su Yang.

Su Yang gently pushed her hand away: "No need, I've recovered!"

"Yes!"

Su Yang strode down the stairs.

Liu Mengyun ran to keep up with him.

They were staying at the Xicheng Guesthouse.

Su Yang and Liu Mengyun encountered many soldiers from the Western Emergency Teams.

A platinum-level expert from an emergency team, seeing the soldier wrapped in bandages and the woman beside him, immediately guessed Su Yang's identity.

"Junior Colonel Su, you've recovered?"

Su Yang glanced at the officer and nodded.

He didn't want to say more.

His mood was terrible!

He had to endure the psychological torment of his disfigurement.

He also had to endure the pain of the fire poison inside his body.